When I start getting publicly cranky, I think maybe a nice jaunt ex-terra might be due.
Imagine having this in your back yard. You must go to Watts Towers, it does not disappoint. If this guy tried to build these things today, he'd be shut down for not having the correct permits and additionally force-fed a prozac-zoloft cocktail.
But here's the good news: they're back and they're rebuilding. They're only a few feet away from their original location, tucked behind what looks to be about a billion watts of incoming juice. What could possibly go wrong there? (Mmmm, squab and fried eggs for breakfast.) I mean it's nice to have them back, which it is.